Poems, Dialogues in Verse and Epigrams By Walter Savage Landor: Edited with notes by Charles G. Crump |
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LXV.
[There are some wishes that may start]
There are some wishes that may startNor cloud the brow nor sting the heart.
Gladly then would I see how smiled
One who now fondles with her child;
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Herself a child, or nearly so.
Yes, let me bring before my sight
The silken tresses chain'd up tight,
The tiny fingers tipt with red
By tossing up the strawberry-bed;
Half-open lips, long violet eyes,
A little rounder with surprise,
And then (her chin against the knee)
“Mamma! who can that stranger be?
How grave the smile he smiles on me!”
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